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Give me an AU and i will write a J2 kiss in that AU.

Inspired cause I read good J2 AUs yesterday.

You don't actually have to do this, but I had a whim.

EDIT: (O.o) o hai thar explosion of love!!! I will get to as many of these as I can. :D Feel free to run with a prompt if it gives you an idea too <3

EDIT 2: All prompts answered; prompting bar closed! *flops* Wow, you guys do work a girl hard <3 Hope you liked...

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Brown, round, soulful eyes. Once upon a time, Jensen looked into them and fell in love. That was the day he brought home Icarus. Jensen wants to call him a stupid mutt, be mad at him for trying to fly across the street like his namesake, only to be knocked to the curb by a dumbass garbage truck driver who at the very least was driving slowly. But the big eyes looked up at him and Jensen was lucky he didn't break down in tears while dialing the vet.

Now, surgery and doggy casts later, Icarus is finally napping. "He's on a lot of painkillers," the vet says to him. "Probably best to leave him here for a few days until he can walk on his own. You can visit him, though."

Jensen nods, sniffling. "Thanks."

"He'll be fine." The vet's tall and handsome, and when he lays a hand on Jensen's shoulder it's all Jensen can do not to just grab him and hug him tight. His poor baby. "Do you, uh, need a tissue?"

Jensen does his best to scowl, but through a red face he only manages to make the vet laugh.

"I'm serious, though," he says. "Come visit him. It'll be good for both of you."

"Thanks, Doctor." Jensen reaches out to clasp his hand.

"Jared." Warm fingers grip his.

"Jared," Jensen repeats, and then for the second time in his life, he looks into brown eyes and falls in love.

He comes back the next day, with overpriced coffee and bagels. It's pretty transparent a flirtation, but Jared looks as though someone has bought him a new car. He claps his hands, startling a parrot in the back room who starts shouting "POKER FACE POKER FACE" for no apparent reason. Neither Jared nor Jensen is able to keep a poker face after that.

Day after that, he shows up in the afternoon, brings a Scrabble board. Jared plays 50-point words in between vaccinations and bunny checkups. When he's gone, Jensen pets Icarus and whispers secrets to him about how he wouldn't mind playing doctor with this vet.

Third day, Jensen can't make it. He wonders how his two brown-eyed crushes are doing. He wonders if Icarus is lonely. He wonders if Jared misses him. He wonders if he hasn't completely lost his mind.

On the fourth day Icarus's casts come off, and Jensen watches with worry-glazed eyes as Jared takes him through doggy physical therapy. when Icarus whimpers, Jensen makes a very similar noise out of sympathy. Jared laughs. He mentions, when Jensen's on his way out, that he's glad Jensen stopped by, that he'd wondered what had happened to him yesterday. Jensen very nearly clicks his heels and dances into the parking lot.

Then it's time for Icarus to go home.

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"I think he's going to miss you," Jensen comments as Icarus noses at Jared's knee and snuffles.

"A dog missing his vet," Jared says. "Well, there's a first time for everything."

Jensen almost says He's not the only one, but he bites it back and opens up the car door to let Icarus jump in. "Hey, uh, you wouldn't want to take a ride over with us? Just for, you know, a smoother transition?"

"I c--" Jared starts to say.

"It's five minutes." Jensen flushes.

Jared looks back at the clinic, then over at Jensen. His eyes hold there for an endless moment. "Yeah, OK... five minutes I can do."

They make it to the house and Icarus limps weakly to his doggy bed and settles down, exhausted from the five minutes of travel. Jensen shrugs and grins at Jared. "I guess I brought you out here for nothing," he says, regret in his voice. "I'll drive you back?"

"Uh, yeah." Jared keeps looking down at the carpet,then up at Jensen again. "I should get back."

From his bed, Icarus growls at them.

"He doesn't think so," Jared quips.

"Well, uh, you're welcome to stay," Jensen says.

Icarus makes a squeaking noise and wags his tail.

"I guess I know which side he's on," Jared says. Jensen thinks he sees him trembling. "But I have to--"

A growl from the corner and Jared just laughs. "He's a stubborn one."

Jensen shrugs. "So sit down for ten minutes," he says. "I'll put on coffee."

He doesn't make it to the coffee maker. The minute he rounds the corner to the kitchen, Jared pulls on his arm, turning him around. There's a flash of eye contact and then Jensen's sucked into a kiss that's warm and wild and heart-pounding -- and then gone.

"Sorry," Jared says, and his voice is breathy, urgent. "But it's been kind of driving me crazy how badly I've wanted to do that all week, and you're just so gorgeous and I haven't been able to think of anything else--"

Jensen grabs him by the shoulders and pulls him in again. Icarus serenades them with little howls from the other room. Jared's palms rise up to cup Jensen's face, and at once Jensen feels strangely safe, sheltered within the knowledge of those two experienced hands. All the compassion and the affection that he's seen in Jared's face toward the animals in his care, it's all pouring into him now, and it's a feeling like no other.

He stumbles backward. "I should take you back now," he says, wiping his lips.

"I'm sorry," Jared begins.

"There'll be coffee ready when you come back after work," Jensen says.

Jared grins. Icarus yips. Jensen reaches for his hand as they head back out the door.

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Aww, this is so cute and lovely and brilliant! <3

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whine, whiiiiiiiiiine, yip, barkety bark whiiiiiine woof.

That's Icarus for 'You're so awesome, can I lick you all over and put my nose in your crotch?'

Seriously, one more line of that, and I would be.